[Yeah, a walking, talking duckling wielding a weapon would definitely qualify for the "very strange" category, were Yato not already preoccupied with trying to avoid getting his ass bit. Thankfully his rescue is swift and painful only for the fish thing, leading him to slowly relax as it becomes apparent he's safe.

Only then does he register who (and what) his savior is. ...why is he even surprised at this point? He should be used to this kind of thing by now. And really, does it matter that this girl has feathers and a beak? Not really.

So letting out a relieved sigh, he starts making his way over to her, still staring in bewilderment. More bizarre to him is the way she handles her weapon. It's impressive.]

Yato. T-Thanks, Webby. You used to this kind of thing? Because damn you're handy with that sword! It's pretty impressive, I gotta admit.